After a long time, First Lich Nyx resurrected, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he controlled the entire geopolitical landscape of the continent. Unlike other liches, the source of his immortality lied in his ability to transfer hosts—a power that reached the 8th Circle, or so they said. Although Reina stated that he belonged to the 8th Circle, she was unable to discern the extent of Nyx's power.

‘Had he grown in the meantime? Or did he reach the 9th Circle as soon as he woke up from his seal?’

Davey slowly approached Nyx, who had far more mana than could be attributed to a mere 8th Circle black mage. Of course, it did not matter whether he was in the eighth or 9th Circle. His power was truly an astonishing achievement, but luck was not always on Nyx’s side.

"I'm confident in a battle of strength."

It was necessary to remind those who relied only on their quantity of devil mana and dared to fight that life was a real battle.

"Ugh?!"

As Nyx tried to suppress Davey with his magic, he was shocked when his own power was suppressed in a split second, flailing wildly as his eyes shook. At the same time, dozens, hundreds of black spheres began to form around Nyx.

"How dare you humiliate me! I will ensure you do not have a comfortable death!!" Enraged, Nyx moved his hand, sending the black spheres flying toward Davey.

"Danger!!"...